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to see her past, hope she was not afraid of the black boy as he was frightened of her.

Would have liked to get to a coach driver with my stock whip, in a nasty stony cutting near NUNDLE, a real flash cad we met, who instead of driving quietly thro the mob, used his coach whip to hurry them along, there would have been a whip duel but even a mere boy noticed he was carrying her majesties mail.

It was cold enough by then to wear a coat in the mornings, but not at midday, & Bill's coat was hung on the back of the dray. He put his coat on again when on watch, & transferred some cow pats etc into Bundas boots. Bunda was annoyed, & rightly concluded that Bill had filled his boots when he was asleep. 

"Well you put it into my pockets" (Bunda had not). Bunda replied, "Well you wasn't

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